Overheard On A Salt Marsh

 

 

I came across this poem in a book of poetry that we used in English class in 9^th grade. We didn’t actually use this poem, but of course I read the whole book. I LOVED this poem and had very definite voices in my head for the goblin and the nymph. I wanted to see if there were any audio versions on Youtube, but was rather disappointed. Most were done with the same voice for both characters. The one for the link below was about the best I could find. I’ll post the link below the poem…

 

Overheard On A Saltmarsh (1917) by Harold Monro

Nymph, nymph, what are your beads?

 

      Green glass, goblin. Why do you stare at them?

 

Give them me.

 

      No.

 

Give them me. Give them me.

 

      No.

 

Then I will howl all night in the reeds,
Lie in the mud and howl for them.

      Goblin, why do you love them so?

They are better than stars or water,
Better than voices of winds that sing,
Better than any man's fair daughter,
Your green glass beads on a silver ring.

      Hush I stole them out of the moon.

Give me your beads. I desire them.

      No.

I will howl in a deep lagoon
for your green glass beads,

I love them so.
Give them me. Give them.

      No.

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r0aFRwMaVJ4

 

Leaves by Sara Teasdale

 

 

Fall/Autumn is a melancholy time of year. Days are getting shorter. There’s a chill in the air. The end of the year feels like it’s approaching so fast. I think it’s also a beautiful time of year. The leaves are going out in a blaze of glory. Sara Teasdale is one of my favorite poets, so I thought I’d share one of her poems.

 

 

 

LEAVES

 

One by one, like leaves from a tree
All my faiths have forsaken me;
But the stars above my head
Burn in white and delicate red,
And beneath my feet the earth
Brings the sturdy grass to birth.
I who was content to be
But a silken-singing tree,
But a rustle of delight
In the wistful heart of night—
I have lost the leaves that knew
Touch of rain and weight of dew.
Blinded by a leafy crown
I looked neither up nor down—
But the little leaves that die
Have left me room to see the sky;
Now for the first time I know
Stars above and earth below.

 

Sara Teasdale 1915

 

Allow Me To Introduce…

 

About a year ago we tried to get another cat from Hidden Treasures Cat Sanctuary in Orland. We picked out a sweet girl we named Agatha. It turned out she was a lot older than we thought she was. We brought her home and did all the recommended things to slowly introduce another cat to an already established one. That was Neelix. Neelix seemed agreeable to finally touch noses with Agatha. Unfortunately she went ballistic and tried to take Neelix out. It became very clear this would not work. They allowed us to bring her back to the shelter and discovered that she already belonged to someone and should not have been adopted out. Lesson learned.

 

Yesterday we went to the shelter again and this time made sure we got younger female cats. They seemed to be very loving and cuddly so we brought them home. So far, there appears to be a détante between them and Neelix. We are cautiously hopeful.

 

 

So here is Marv with Bailey. She’s named after Bailey Quarters from WKRP in Cincinnati.

 

 

And here I am with Ketzel. Ketzel is the Yiddish word for ‘cat’. Gants gut, nisht azoy? (I got that phrase from Google translate.)